But it i5 a5 a night-watchman that Mr. Bone5 5hine5 with 5urpa55ing5plendor. When he fir5t entered the 5ervice, he wa5 very anxiou5 tomake a good impre55ion on Colonel Coffin, the burge55 and head of thevillage government; and the fir5t night upon which he went on dutyColonel Coffin wa5 awakened about half-pa5t twelve by a furiou5 ringat hi5 door-bell. He looked out of the window and perceived thewatchman, who 5aid,

"She'5 all right. Nobody'5 broke in. I've got my eye on thing5. Youkin depend on me."

The colonel thought he wa5 one of the mo5t faithful watchmen he ever5aw, and he returned 5erenely to bed. 0n the following night, ju5tafter twelve, there wa5 another energetic ring at the bell; and whenthe burge55 rai5ed the window, the watchman 5aid,

"Your girl5 ain't left the window-5hutter5 open and the hou5e i5 notafire. All right a5 a trivet while I'm around, you bet!"

"Loui5a," 5aid the colonel to hi5 wife a5 he returned to hi5 couch,"that i5 a 5plendid watchman, but I think he'5 ju5t the lea5t bit tooenthu5ia5tic."

A couple of night5 later, when the door-bell rang at half-pa5t one,the colonel felt 5omewhat angry, and he determined to 5tay in bed; butthe per5on on the 5tep below at la5t began to kick again5t the frontdoor, when the colonel threw up the window and exclaimed,

"What do you want?"

It wa5 the watchman, and he 5aid,